tis_disapproval

And so, I find myself returned to the Admiral's bosom... A scant few changes, here and there, yet still incompetence persists. A situation common to most kingdoms, it seems.

Tell me, am I to expect the same ritual humiliation as persisted during my previous visitation? I have so missed the opportunity to awake and discover I possess another's body or gills where none should be... Still, some prices are worth paying - just. A lesson, I am sure, which shall be sorely tested before my time here is at an end, once more.

[And there it ends... Of course, being Morrigan, she's no idea her Claudia Black-alike voice might be mistaken for certain previous residents aboard ship.]

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youwillgotohell

In my world, I meant.

Though that is a pleasant change of pace.

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tis_disapproval

Oh? You've the only such power to wield? Surely, there must be others.

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youwillgotohell

Others who have been forced to hide for decades.

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tis_disapproval

Not so different to my world, after all...

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youwillgotohell

Very similar, as I recall.

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tis_disapproval

Indeed... Or at least, until now. Still, the significance of change depends on which direction it is headed.

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youwillgotohell

Have you seen change for the worse?

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tis_disapproval

[It takes a few moments of contemplation to carefully answer that.]

Certainly... Though, even my trip into the Circle Tower to see it rife with abominations, pales in comparison to what was to come.

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youwillgotohell

And what came?

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tis_disapproval

War... Beliefs laying in ashes... Kingdoms fallen to dust... None - man, woman or child - who shall escape the fires from above...

[A ball of spherical energy is formed between her hands. Snapshots of visions flashing through it. Grass, jungle, deserts - all manner of environments. Towns, castles, cities... All albaze. Destruction. Battles on a scale never seen. The clash of sword against armour and magic against flesh.

And somewhere else. The sky. A great rip in the fabric of reality, tearing open from one realm to another. Unholy terrors ripping forth.]

And one who may yet turn the tide... Or bend it to their will.

[A silhouette is glimpsed, but gender or species... Too hazy to make out. Morrigan flashing away the glimpse of a would-be future, for now.]

Many things led to this. Oppression and foolishness chief amongst them... Do not let arrogance become you, Morgana. 'Tis a poisoned chalice best left unswallowed.

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youwillgotohell

[Though she watched quietly, now she has to laugh. It's bitter, twists her mouth sourly.]

Yes, it is. [But said in the tone of, I know, and it's too late. Arrogance saw her die. No mortal blade can kill me.

She pushes those memories back, though; they are the last things she wants to recall.]

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tis_disapproval

You seem to convey more outside of words... 'Tis a lesson you've perhaps learnt harshly?

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youwillgotohell

Harshly and well.

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tis_disapproval

At the hand of your warden or... Unforeseen activities?

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youwillgotohell

I've been home twice since you were last here. [Her voice and face have gone hard; it's the only way she knows to discuss this without shaking.]

The last I was there, I died.

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tis_disapproval

My sympathies... Though, I am sure you do not crave them.

What is it, Morgana, that you would most wish for? Outside of your world, that is. Speak freely. I wish to know of it.

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youwillgotohell

Why? [It's not quite paranoia, but it's not far; she doesn't trust easily anymore.]

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tis_disapproval

Because I wish to understand your inclinations. I find myself in wonder at why a mage in whom I find... Shards of a reflection, no matter how slight, should find herself here.

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youwillgotohell

All I wish for is to leave. [It's vague at best, and that's how she prefers it. She doesn't want to be here, but there is no more life for her to return to.]

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tis_disapproval

And if this were done? What then? Think beyond mere escape, Morgana... I ask what you would wish for yourself, were all things possible. What you feel would give you most satisfaction in life.

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youwillgotohell

Death.

[she's not certain if she includes her own in that, but she'd rather not let on her indecision.]

I want to watch them die, and I want them to know it was me who did it.